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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Rush_(2013), Formula_1_RPF
  Relationship:
      James_Hunt/Niki_Lauda
  Character:
      James_Hunt, Niki_Lauda, Marlene_Knaus, Clay_Regazzoni
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Sex, Underage_Drinking, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, First
      Time, Sexual_Content, Prompt_Fic, yeah_i_went_there_with_the_'because_im
      asking_you_to'
  Series:
      Part 2 of Teen!AU
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-02-02 Words: 3587
****** The Wild One ******
by Poochee
Summary
     A week later, James asks him the dumbest question ever. Or rather,
     orders him, “Come to the dance with me.”
     Niki looks up from the mock test he had given James half an hour ago,
     and he meets hopeful blue eyes, “Why would I want to go to the
     dance?” He asks, raising a brow as he circles a square root with his
     red pen.
     “Because I’m asking you to.”
Notes
     Anonymous asked you: Hi, dear, it's Feely again. I liked the kid
     James and babysitter Niki! I usually don't read in English but you're
     really good at writing and I enjoy so much reading you! So, could I
     give you another prompt? Remember the high school au, well a
     continuation: the classical school dance, Niki asks James to go to
     the dance and then, plz, first time having sex.
     please enjoy the deflowering of Niki Lauda.
     sorry that was weird even to me hahaha but pls try to enjoy this!
According to James, Niki now has a boyfriend.
“Wait, what? Who decided this?” He asked the Brit the day he had blurted it
out. They’re driving home in James’ Mini, like they have been for about a month
now, after the tutoring in the library.
The wind blowing through the open window is ruffling James’ blond mop, and a
grin is alight on his face as he glances over the Austrian. He’s utterly
gorgeous, so Niki’s frowning with his ratty little overbite and his eyebrows
are drawn together.
“I did.”
One official date and many hangouts later, this is the result.
“Of course you did,” Niki mutters, looking away from James as he crosses his
arms over his chest.
They’re quiet for a moment, the humming of the motor the only thing breaking
the silence, until James does, “So?”
It’s not like Niki can change his mind. “Fine.”
He ignores the huge grin on James’ face, instead focusing on pretending to be
bitter about it.
--
A week later, James asks him the dumbest question ever. Or rather, orders him,
“Come to the dance with me.”
Niki looks up from the mock test he had given James half an hour ago, and he
meets hopeful blue eyes, “Why would I want to go to the dance?” He asks,
raising a brow as he circles a square root with his red pen.
“Because I’m asking you to.”
Niki’s expression sours and he puts an A on James’ test reluctantly, shoving it
back across the table to him, “That’s not a valid reason.”
James looks over his test as he leans back in his seat, “It sounds like one to
me…”
“Dances are stupid.”
“It’s the last one before we graduate, Niki,” James looks up from his paper,
setting it back down onto the table, “We have to go. Memories and regret and
whatnot.”
Niki quiets as he thinks. James does have a point, as much as he hates to admit
it. It’s the last school dance before they’re out of high school forever,
but…fuck it.
“Fine.”
He’s getting really tired of that stupid grin on James’ face whenever Niki
gives into something.
--
The dance is that Friday night, and Niki’s in his usual spot in James’ car,
dressed in some shirt he had borrowed from the other boy with the window rolled
down and trying to ignore the Brit’s obnoxious singing.
“The radio is not a sing-along, James,” he points out when they stop at a red
light.
“What?” James yells over the music, and Niki rolls his eyes. There’s no use
getting through to this asshole sometimes.
When they arrive, a few others are in the parking lot, chatting and passing
around a mickey of what had to be whiskey.
“James!” One of them calls out when the two pull up, and James is all smiles
when he takes Niki over, an arm slung over his shoulder. Niki wishes the Brit
wasn’t so obvious with his affections, as most people stare whenever James
takes his hand in public, but…as long as his father doesn’t see, they’re fine.
Niki just puts up with it, because he secretly wants to make James happy, and
if letting him do this made him just that, Niki wouldn’t stop him.
People are pulling blunts out as they all chat, and Niki passes that up where
James welcomes it, but he does take a few sips of the whiskey in order to get
through the night of dancing and even louder music.
--
They’re both a little drunk by the time they get inside, much like the rest of
the seniors, and they get little red stamps on their hands before heading
inside. James slings an arm around his shoulders again, and whispers something
into his ear that Niki giggles drunkenly at, ignoring the way a teacher stares
at them.
The music is making the gym pulse and the colourful lights are dizzying, making
Niki’s head swim in the nicest way possible, and a girl approaches James
the second they’re inside, asking for a dance, and James looks to Niki for the
answer. A little taken aback, because when has James ever asked to do anything,
but he nods because why not? It’s not like they’re going to have sex on the
dance floor.
Although he’s sure James would find a way. He can make the impossible possible.
Such as, getting Niki as his boyfriend.
So, while James is lead away to the crowd, Niki opts to go and sit with a
couple of his friends, being a wallflower because what else is he going to do?
Not many girls fancy him as much as James, so he settles for leaning in to
speak into Clay’s ear whenever he has something to say. He listens to Clay’s
drunk ramblings most of the time, laughing together until Marlene comes up to
him.
“Dance with me,” she says, holding her hand out to Niki with an easy smile, and
he takes it.
Their dancing isn’t as lewd as some of the other’s. They keep a reasonable
distance between them, and although Niki’s had a crush on Marlene since they
were freshmen, he knows this isn’t the time to act like a fool. It’s nice, to
dance with her, as a friend. They laugh and he twirls her from time to time,
both grinning like fools in their tipsy mood.
“Marlene, darling,” a voice cuts in, and Niki curses the Brit, “Care if I cut
in?”
Marlene looks between the two boys, from Niki to James, and back again. Then it
clicks and she grins, giving James a nod and a wink to Niki before she’s pulled
away by another boy.
James is already pulling him close to dance when the next song comes on, but
it’s more like lewd grinding than anything else. It’s a one-eighty from what he
and Marlene had been doing, and despite it all, Niki tries to reciprocate the
dancing, but he’s never been the best at it. James laughs and keeps him close,
running his palms down his sides and thighs teasingly.
Niki can’t help the spark of arousal in his belly. James’ hands – and mouth –
have proved to be quite talented, and to have those hands on his hips with lips
on his throat, he can’t help but to feel a familiar stirring between his legs.
“You look so fucking sexy, Niki,” James slurs into his skin, nipping a small
bruise there, “Jealous of Marlene, had to dance with you…”
That makes Niki laugh, a little bubble of a chuckle escaping him, because James
was actually jealous? And that’s why he came over?
“Asshole, I was having a good time,” he teases, turning his head over his
shoulder to speak to his boyfriend.
James’ lips find the corner of his mouth, pressing a kiss to it, and Niki
smiles as he hears the blond’s voice in his ear again, “I’ll show you a good
time, baby…”
Niki’s about to rolls his eyes and elbow James in the ribs for calling him
‘baby’ when a passing classmate walks by and calls them fags with a sneer.
James’ hands are off of his hips and clenched into fists within seconds, and
Niki’s always been aware of the negativity and positivity that their
relationship would bring forth, but that doesn’t mean being called names didn’t
hurt. He’s just turns a blind eye towards it, because it doesn’t matter, but
James was never the one to simply ignore problems that others had with him.
“James--” He reaches forward to take James’ arm, a frown on his face.
The Brit rips it away as he yells at the other boy, his face twisted into
anger, “You got a problem, you fucking cunt?!”
Niki tries to pull James back again, but he’s not backing down, and soon the
two are yelling at one another and Niki’s heart sinks when the other boy swings
his fist towards James after the Brit insults him.
James hits back, not missing a beat, and Niki knows they have to leave before
James is caught and suspended. One more suspension from school and he’s out for
good.
Clay helps him pull James off the other boy, and as Niki forces him out of the
room, James is still spitting curses and trying to go back.
--
“You’re a reckless asshole,” Niki mutters as he looks for tissues in the back
of James’ car.
The blond’s head is tilted back as he leans against his Mini, trying to stop
his nose from bleeding, and he laughs bitterly, “I’m not the one going around
and ruining people’s good moods,” he mutters back.
Niki rolls his eyes and straightens, giving James the wad of tissues, “Yes, but
you could have ignored him.”
James gives him a look from behind the tissues, and Niki can see the shiner
beginning under his eye, “I’m not going to ignore someone that calls us fags,
Niki. That doesn’t stop them.”
The word makes Niki’s nose wrinkle, and he takes to leaning against the car
with James, kicking the ground with the tip of his shoe. And he knows James is
right, because he doesn’t take shit from anyone, and neither does Niki, but he
knows when to bother or not. James doesn’t have that filter, and thus, he’s
left with a bloody nose.
Still, Niki’s touched, and he hates how cliché it is. He steps in front of
James and leans into him, wrapping his arms around the taller boy, and mutters
“You’re an idiot,” under his breath as he places a kiss to James’ neck.
He can feel James’ grin, as well as the arm looping around him, and he tries to
ignore the way his heart swells.
“C’mon, I’ll take you home…”
--
The drive back home is filled with soft music, some bluesy tune on the radio,
and Niki’s reflecting on the night. He had a good time, up until the fight, but
he doesn’t want it to end just yet. James’ recent actions both made him furious
and incredibly happy. James is willing to defend their relationship if needed,
especially where Niki doesn’t, and that just…reassures him in every way
possible that he’s been questioning silently.
James wants him, he really does. This isn’t some phase or experimental
relationship, James is willing to fight for this. Niki can’t help the bouncing
of his knee the closer they get to his house, because he wants James like never
before, he feels the arousal coiling in his belly and he’s going to
fucking explode soon if he doesn’t have him.
They park a house away from Niki’s, and Niki bites his lower lip when James
turns to him.
“Can I get a goodnight k--”
“Come inside for a bit.”
Niki looks from the dashboard to his boyfriend, who looks surprised at the
offer. He’s never invited James into his house before, because his parents
would question him, and he didn’t want to risk one of them walking in on them
doing something they shouldn’t.
“My parents aren’t home,” he clarifies, licking his lips with a swipe of his
tongue, “They’re at a banquet or something and won’t be back until tomorrow.”
James stares at him for a moment before raising a brow as he looks from Niki to
the house and back, “Are you sure…?”
Niki sets his jaw and shifts over so they’re closer, and he leans in to press a
kiss to James’ lips, firm and sure and wanting. James licks into his mouth and
Niki welcomes him with a soft moan, feeling his pants tighten with every slide
of their tongues.
When he pulls away, James chases his lips, and Niki smiles slyly, “Fuck yes,”
he murmurs teasingly, staring into lustful blue eyes reflecting his own.
"You've got a dirty fucking mouth," James growls playfully, grinning as he cups
Niki's face and presses their lips together messily. Niki takes hold of the
other boy's jacket and pulls him close, unable to hold back a smirk when James
tries to push them down onto the seat.
“Inside,” he mutters against James’ lips, and the Brit makes a little grunt
before pulling away and killing the engine.
--
He has James sucking bruises into his neck before he even has the front door
open, but it’s not like he’s complaining. The desire in his belly is growing
stronger and he locks their lips together the second they’re inside and the
door is locked.
James has him pushed up against it, a thigh between his own, and begins rubbing
against the bulge in Niki’s tight jeans. His whimper is swallowed by the other
boy’s mouth, James kissing the life out of him, and then they’re grinding
against one another desperately and Niki’s never wanted him like this before.
“Upstairs,” he breathes, biting his lip when James bites his neck.
“Bossy,” James teases, and pulls them away from the door.
Niki’s room is impeccably clean, but James seems to be on a mission to ruin
that. He’s knocking things over as they kiss and paw at each other’s clothes,
pushing jackets from shoulders and lifting arms for shirts, and they giggle
when James tries to remove Niki’s jeans with no success.
“Impatient,” he tuts softly, unzipping his jeans with ease, and James pushes
him onto his tiny bed for one before ripping the pants from his legs.
James’ lack of underwear isn’t a surprise to Niki, when the Brit manages to
remove his own pants, but the sight of his skin sends a thrum of arousal
through the Austrian. He welcomes James’ naked body atop his own, wrapping
limbs around him and kissing him heatedly.
“Want you so fucking bad,” James pants into his neck, rocking their hips
together, and Niki chokes on a moan when James’ mouth finds his nipple, teasing
it with his tongue and teeth.
“Me too,” he whispers, because he does, he wants James and he’s going to
fucking have him, dammit. He bucks his hips up desperately, and James groans as
he grips onto Niki’s hips, can feel the slickness on the tip of his cock
rubbing against his own.
When Niki’s words finally process in the idiot blond’s mind, James looks up and
at Niki, his brows furrowed and hair a mess. If Niki wasn’t so turned on right
now, he’d laugh at James’ disheveled state. “What?” James breathes, blinking to
clear his vision.
“I want you,” Niki whispers, “Ich möchte Sie…”
A choked moan leaves James and Niki grins, welcoming his boyfriend’s face into
his neck as he wraps his arms around broad shoulders.
“Okay, okay,” James whispers hurriedly, nuzzling Niki’s neck where about three
hickeys lay, and he lifts his head to look down at his boyfriend again, “I want
you to fuck me, Niki…”
Niki’s eyes widen then and his breath catches in his throat.
“I know this is your first time, and – oh fuck, keep doing that – I…I want you
to enjoy it, I don’t want to hurt you--”
“Sentimental bastard,” Niki mutters, rolling his hips up once more, but he
feels how his chest warms. James is too sweet sometimes.
“Condom?” James asks in a breathless voice, pressing sloppy kisses to Niki’s
jaw.
“And lube,” he murmurs, reaching over to the little drawer beside his bed,
trying his best to retrieve the two items while James does sinful things with
his mouth and hands.
When he has them, James takes them from him and lays the lube on his stomach
before ripping the condom open. Niki can feel a knot in his stomach, a bundle
of nervousness and arousal, and he bites his lip when James rolls the condom
over his flushed cock with practiced ease. He pinches the tip before moving up
to connect their lips again.
The kiss is soft and sweet this time, and James pulls back to stare at him with
soft eyes that have that familiar lust underneath. “Relax, Niki, you’re not the
one going to have a dick up his ass…”
Niki flushes red and he gives the laughing blond a glare, and he reaches up to
tangle his fingers into messy hair before pulling James down into another kiss.
He can feel James shifting onto his knees, keeping their lips locked as he
reaches back, and when Niki realizes what he’s doing, he moans and feels his
lust flare up again like wind to a fire.
James chuckles against his lips, grinning wickedly, “Excited again?” He teases
upon feeling Niki’s cock pressing against his stomach. Niki nods silently and
pulls him into another deep kiss, not at all bothering to ignore the fact that
James is fingering himself open.
He doesn’t know how much time passes, it’s all become a big blur, but then
James is slicking him up and sitting on his thighs. The Brit directs his hands
to his waist, and Niki tries his best to keep his hands there when he feels a
blunt force pressing down at the tip of his cock. His mouth falls open when
James opens up around him, and they moan together as the blond begins to inch
his way down until Niki is completely inside of him, full to burst and so hot.
James’ thighs are trembling as he takes even breaths, and Niki’s trying to rub
comforting circles into his hipbones with his thumbs, but James is so tight and
hot around his cock and it’s like nothing he’s ever experienced. He knows right
away that he isn’t going to last long, he can feel his orgasm building already.
“James,” he breathes, and James bends forward to connect their lips, kissing
away Niki’s worries as he begins to roll and circle his hips, trying to open
himself up a bit more on Niki’s cock. “Jesus Christ…” Niki whispers against his
lips, his grip tightening on James’ hips.
“I know,” James whispers back with a shaky laugh, beginning to rock his hips,
swallowing down every noise Niki makes with a kiss. He’s never done this
before, but a few girls have done it in the past…how hard could it be?
Once he has enough nerve, he begins to lift his hips, just an inch or so before
he rocks his hips down again, careful not to put too much weight on the
Austrian. Niki’s muttering German under his breath, eyes fighting to stay open
as he looks up at James, and the Brit manages a little smile before lifting his
hips again, making sure it’s as good as it can be for Niki, clenching around
him rhythmically.
He rides him for a bit, not bothering to hold back his own little moans as he
adjusts his hips, angling them just right so that he’s seeing stars behind his
eyes every time he grounds down onto Niki’s cock.
And when Niki suddenly takes hold of him and begins to stroke him in time,
James tilts his head back and lets out a long moan, praising Niki under his
breath as he begins to move his hips up and down faster, chasing his own orgasm
desperately.
“James--" Niki bites his bottom lip, "James, I’m coming--” Niki chokes on a
moan when he feels the velvet walls clench around him again, keeping his grip
around James tight as he strokes him along, moving his hand faster and faster
until he can’t anymore, because he’s coming, he’s emptying into the condom with
a small cry, rolling his hips up and thumbing at the tip of James’ cock.
James feels the throbbing inside of him and knows, so he lowers himself down to
cage Niki’s head between his forearms, kissing him and whispering
encouragements and praises, kissing his face as his own movements begin to
slow. He’s still hard between them, but Niki’s grip is tightening again, moving
his hand up and down and thumbing just under the tip—and James cums, moaning
into Niki’s neck as he spills onto his stomach.
They lay there for a while, trying to catch their breaths and coming down from
the bliss. James is nearly winded and Niki’s close to passing out, but it was
perfect and they have nothing else to say, so they share sloppy kisses instead.
When they come around again, sleepy and sated, they realize that the bed's far
too small for two teenage boys, especially one just shy of six feet. They've
had to adjust and squirm in order to get semi-comfortable, James lifting
himself off his boyfriend with a shudder, shifting and laughing at one another
under their breaths.
James had grabbed Niki’s shirt from the bedpost and wiped them down, tossing it
away carelessly when he was finished while Niki knotted his condom and threw it
in the garbage.
They're still a little sticky, but he's going to shower with Niki in the
morning, anyway.
"Comfy yet?" He teases as he wraps his arms around Niki, nuzzling into messy
brown curls.
"Wait," Niki turns towards the blond and throws an arm around him as well,
"Yeah, I'm fine now..."
James hums in the back of his throat and pulls a thin blanket over them, making
sure Niki's covered completely before relaxing again.
There's an easy silence as they lay together, legs intertwined and chests
almost pressed together. Niki's even breaths are making James' neck a little
damp, but they can't bother to move again. It's one of the most memorable
nights he's ever had, and he's sure James would agree.
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